Luyện nghe bài hát The Unlead Will Feast

Undead feast, as tear upon your weak flesh
builds, as the thought of being dead
Prophecy of the men of old
Now comes true, as the corpses break the
Ancient spell the sleep of the dead
The awake, what the populace is fearing
Panic as the nations run in fear
Oceans boil blood of human victims
Suicide, the only way to being eaten by
the
yards coming alive with zombies, hungry
for living
Psychotic, transmuted corpses, the

Sickening disaster of proportions,
us
Tables turn as a victim I've now
State of only waiting to return
Vital signs that show I'm
This can't happen, I'm rising my own grave
Hunger grows not but instinctual
Flesh becomes my only crave of live
Unthinking state, a state of
food to keep me dead
Degenerate, a of man's frustration for
his
Insatiable hunger for mankind, building
kill
Seeking human to meet my fill
I've become, what's happened to my

Feast on the corpse, suck out his
As its fluids drip the drain
Chew on the bones, from its bladder
The vile only makes me madder
In through the mouth, out the
fall out, skin turns red
Violent surge, a through the skull
Felt the urge, now my heart's
I gore, I'll eat your guts
I love gore, drives me nuts
I blood, I don't like water
Intestines my cud, I feast in the
its neck, make it crack
Suicide, the only way to avoid eaten by
the
yards coming alive with zombies, hungry
for living
Psychotic, transmuted corpses, the

Sickening of epidemic proportions,
us
Blood I want to drink, I want to
Brains I to eat, the rest I'll chuck
Bones into a spear, I'll carve and
Hunger for the quest, I'll never
I crave gore, eat your guts